Cell Division

Everything's coming up bleak Picking out bones from your teeth That is why They'll never show you the ending Until they've got you strapped in By the feet When I look to you I'm bent all out of shape And I must confess it hasn't felt the same I am one I am one with my nothing I am one I am one without you I am one I am one with my nothing When this one when this one becomes two Fist full off sunflower seeds For the dumb little mute canary Now I know, the cell divide was impending And love and hell mostly are the same thing When I look to you the colour starts to drain And despite the time passed You always seem to look the same I keep dreaming about when There were ringlets in my hair Gray carpet on the stairs Tapping on the fishtank You keep sticking out your tongue Got the hose on the hostas And the two of us were one Coming home